Men sometimes inquire how making / watching snuff movies help me get off while masturbating. The simple fact is that I love seeing men and women begging for their life. As if they could beg and plead their way out of a mercy killing! I love rubbing my pussy to a bitch or bastard who clearly deserved to have that mundane life snatched right out from under them. Addicts and hookers and brats oh my! People who need to have a purpose for their life. Getting horny bitches and men off by dying. I would say it is a pretty satisfactory end all purpose for one’s life. We can get real fucked up in how we murder, my love! A rape fantasy fuck in the ass and a slice to the throat. Sliced from Ear to ear, My evil baby! Watch as I drink some of that life force and let you cum as my willing accomplice in a nice tight fuck meat hole! Some people were born to be snuff porn cattle and others to be accomplice whores such as myself! What side do you fall in?
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Teen Rape Porn Addict
How many times did you search for teen rape porn, and you just didn’t find what you wanted? It can be hard to find exactly what you’re looking for when you have very specific wants and desires, especially when it’s something as taboo as what we’re talking about here. I don’t get off any more on the vanilla shit. I need something that would shock all the old ladies at the senior center I volunteer at. Of course, I only volunteer because it’s a great way to meet rich, old perverts. They get what they want from me, and I get what I want from them.
I think it goes without saying that most men who call me probably do have rape fantasies involving teen girls like me. You have had them yourself. It’s completely normal and I don’t think there’s anything for you to feel bad about. You’ve found a kindred spirit in me. Maybe we can even find a girl to make our real-life rape fantasies come true. Just thinking about it has my cunt throbbing and I hope your cock is the same. Are you ready to take a forbidden journey to the dark side with me?
Watch Out For Willow… She’s In The Woods!
Some people just don’t understand sadistic urges. They’ve probably had it easy their whole lives and don’t have a reason to revel in the misery of others. Fucking pigs. My mission is to show them just how good they have it and that everything they know and love can all disappear in the blink of a maniacal eye.
The last offering I made to the forest was blessed with blood and flooded with flesh that I didn’t even need to hunt, my sacrifices practically walked right up to my sacred altar. I was just getting my ritual started when I heard some chipper voices echoing through the trees. I blended in with the woods and tracked the gleeful exchange until I saw the origin of the voices. A group of grinning idiots hiking and enjoying nature’s beauty, trotting with the gate of entitled brats who have never had to run from a single thing in their entire shit sniffing lives. That was about to change.
As the clueless club traveled, the fat ass bringing up the rear lagged behind just enough for me to make my move. When he got close enough to my hiding spot I popped right out in front of him with my arms spread wide in my cloak. My naked form stunned him long enough for me to simply swing my hand at his neck and slice his jugular with one swift movement. The first one to go is always my favorite. Yeah, they never get the torture the rest of their cronies are forced to endure, but the look of surprise on their stupid faces is just fucking priceless!
All of the gurgling alerted his friends but when they turned back to see what was going on I was already back in hiding and all they saw was him laying in a bloody heap on the ground. Of course they all came to check on him so running my witch blade through the next one’s back was no problem at all. The two girls screamed as their sucker of a friend sprayed them with blood and dropped to the ground next to his buddy, his falling form revealing me to the frightened fucktards like the shadow of the earth reveals the moon during an eclipse, slow but imminent.
Now the chase was on, but it didn’t last long. I know these woods better than anyone, they didn’t stand a chance. I caught both of the cunts without breaking a sweat and had them stripped and strapped to a giant oak within an hour of their boyfriends being slaughtered. With one of them on either side of my bark-covered companion, I went back and forth whipping and cutting each of them, even branding them with my name so they knew the identity of the harbinger of their torment. To get a truly visceral reaction from the twats I dismembered their boyfriends right in front of them then stuffed the bloody appendages as far as I could into their pussies and assholes. One of the bitches pulled so hard on their shared shackles that she dislocated the other one’s arms, popped them right out of her shoulder sockets. It was amazing!
People don’t know what sadism truly is until they experience it from the masochistic side. With any luck, I’ll create a whole world of sadists who are well aware of their love of masochism.
Snuff Porn Friday Night
Snuff porn is what I need to get off. When I cannot get off watching it, I make it. It was Friday night which meant lots of coeds running around drunk. I wanted something younger though, so I crashed this underground rave. I can look younger than I am. No make-up, trendier clothes and blonde hair and I blend in with teenagers. The bonus is no one can pick me out of a line-up when I go back to looking like my Goth self. I can be a chameleon when I need to be. I found my victim easily. This blonde popular girl who just looked like she represented everything I hate. She appeared to be an entitled, popular, mean girl. I observed her for hours bullying girls at the rave. I followed her home. I was not going to go in her house. My plan was just to check out things, devise a plan to get her alone and kill her. But she was clearly home alone. No other cars. No one to greet her at the door. Modest home. She was not as rich as she acted. Her designer clothes came from somewhere, but my guess from the house was not her parents. Sugar baby maybe. Thief possibly. Or she gets them second hand. She was a poser. I was going to enjoy killing her more. I broke into the house. I am stealth. I checked every room. She was home alone. I acted quickly, because I did not know if she would be home alone long. It was textbook home invasion phone sex gone wrong. I staged it like a robbery / assault. I know how to make it look like a man force fucked a girl then killed her. Something that I do not share often is that I always have some thawed out sperm from some loser I can plant. Kill two birds with one stone. Kill a hot teen slut and send away some pathetic loser or complete tool. I massacred her. She was passed out when I stabbed her. No fight. I like a fight, but I had to get in and out quickly in case a parental came home. It was a violent death and a quick one sadly, but one less whore in the world now. Her friends will all be secretly glad she was murdered.
Abuse Sex With My Tinder Date!
Last night I had the urge to get choked so I invited a guy over from Tinder to do just that! It’s kind of hard finding guys who want to do all the wild kinky things I want to while fucking online. The guy I found was hot and into using me like a little fuck puppet. When he came over instantly he kissed me hard and slapped me even harder, I smiled knowing that I would finally get abused and fucked at the same time. I started taking off my clothes and I couldn’t have been any wetter for his punishment. His cock was huge and so fucking hard, He wrapped his hands around my throat as he fucked my cunt and it was the best feeling ever. He pounded into me and tightened his grip so I started seeing stars, I couldn’t breathe at all which made me squirt all over his cock. Everything went black and when I woke up my cunt was filled with cum and my body covered in bruises.
Held captive part 1
Kidnapping phone sex is what I seek out. There are many reasons why I feel this way. I was fresh out of high school and in the world of the coed living. College life is an expensive experience, especially if you aren’t sure about that commitment. I solely believe that I had to outdo my family and break the curses of not finishing schooling. I would do anything to prove I was capable, As most college student expenses were adding up, and I had to come up with a secure plan to make some serious cash flow.
I kept hearing about this sugar baby experience site. I thought with a bit of guidance and practice, and I too could benefit from having an older man pay for my expenses. I set up a profile and began to answer the questionnaire. At this point, I was half a virgin, Meaning I still considered myself pure even though I was one for some Christian academy sex. I was a complete anal whore, but I still had my cherry. My asshole kept getting beatings throughout the summers thru high school.
When your father is a small-minded pastor, you have to keep up appearances. I gathered my thoughts and went into a rabbit hole of memories. So many men would take advantage of me. I kept saying yes because I needed that validation. I’m also all for getting praised and then taking advantage of it.
When I got matched, I had endless butterflies. I could feel the excitement take over, and I began to fantasize about all the experiences I’d be able to gain. The man who would pursue me would end up being the complete nightmare; I had no idea what I would experience, but I was going to learn it would be the catalyst to all the nasty phone sex I now have.
I Need Snuff Movies
I was in the mood to watch some snuff movies. The problem was I was tired of the same old same old unimaginative stuff I was seeing on the 8MM reels I had. I know a few men in the snuff world. Most of the dark snuff flicks are deep fakes. They look real, but they are not. Now, I also know a few guys who like to help me make the real kind. The kind that girls die. Or men. I have an interest in watching men suffer and die too. Anyway, I needed something darker to get off, so I called a friend in the business. I asked him if he had anything not seen yet. Like I wanted a real snuff porn that only he had seen. He invited me over. He said he had just what I needed. It was a revenge porn he made for a woman client. This was an ex-wife who wanted revenge on her philandering husband who also hid money from her and refused to pay her support after leaving her for a 20-year college cheerleader. He was a shady businessman with lots of enemies. She had life insurance policy on him. He was worth more to her dead than alive since he was hiding money and not supporting his brats.
The film was hot as fuck. A sexy bad ass bitch lured him into a hotel room on the Texas side of the border. She seduced him into getting tied up naked on the bed. This is the reason no man ties me up. I have seen and made too many snuff flicks. His cock was erect but not for long. She castrated him. That was just the beginning. She tortured him and sexually mutilated his cock. When she severed his dick, she licked the blood this was dripping off the head. If it had been me, I would have taken a bite of it. It was wicked hot. Lots of torture. She carved him up too. Made it look like a drug cartel hit. It was brutal and that’s what I love. I googled the guy, and it was a real snuff flick I watched. His death is still unsolved. I am sure the ex has his money now. I love revenge snuff sex. I am going to start helping this guy make many more like the one I watched. I love to travel and kill new people.
Porn valley
When I joined the porn scene and moved to porn valley, I had high hopes of becoming the next Alexis texas. Sure I wasn’t half as good-looking as lex for tex, but I had grit. I had a character full of life and had the stars in my eyes. It shined so bright the thought of me becoming a porn girl. I made plenty of connections and put myself thru a grueling workout plan and eating plan. All I could ever aspire to be was to become the best fuck slut and get plenty of avns for my efforts. The callbacks became slim to none. I wasn’t getting any part I thought I’d get. Instead, I became quite the girl for snuff. At first, I was a little disappointed, but once I saw how many people thought about having killer phone sex with me and how much they wanted to bash my skull, I felt pretty infamous. Famous for something terrible, which in terms of porn is pretty standard. It made my heart melt to know so many people were masturbating to the thought of me being fucked to death. Call cynical, but it seems I’m a pretty big deal after all, and that’s not too shabby.
Ethical Hunting
He knows all about the vices a man needs when he wants to be eaten. Cannibalism phone sex has a gold standard for me. Men who want to be my feast are what I seek. It is ethical hunting in its purest form! I’m sure PETA won’t have anything to say when your meat source begs to be eaten! I even have a nice blue meat stamp that says Grade a long pig Femme Association of Cannibalism so that I can stamp my products of consumption. Conned by me into a red room of sexual delight, or so he thought. That drink made him fuzzy and not thinking straight when I led him to my house of pain and pleasure (for me). Strapped to my metal table I began by rubbing seasoned oil and spices all over my long pig. He seems to be happy about this so I decide to liven my human pork belly up by filleting a piece of his stomach off and throwing it into the vat of oil beside us. It crisps up so nicely and I enjoy it with the screams of my victim as ambience. Slowly devouring my victim and ending with his cock and balls as the stump of flesh left with be the moist and savory delicacy I have ever had the pleasure of ingesting!
Can I castrate and eat your body?
As if you had any choice!
But it is so sexy when you offer up your body for my nutrients!
Bloody Phone Sex Fun
Bloody phone sex? If I am involved, it will be bloody. I am a violent bitch. I do not kill quickly. I do not kill neatly either. I like a massacre. I like pain and suffering. I did something I never do last night. No, not kill. Well, I did kill, but I always kill. I went to a concert. I interacted with humans. It was a Ghost show. They are a metal band from Sweden. Many proclaim them Satanists. I like them. I went with some Goth Friends. Some Uber religious folks like those Westboro Baptist church crazies were harassing us. They took issue with my appearance. They wanted a fight. Normally, I have restraint. I do not kill for revenge or because provoked. Last night I did, because this cunt followed me to my car telling me I was going to burn in hell. I told her I would see her there and stabbed her in the gut. I pushed her in my trunk. I could not leave her in the street. Someone would be looking for her. She was younger than me and part of of a crazy fanatic group. I went to my cabin in the woods. I was surprised she was still breathing when I arrived. She bled all over my trunk. This cunt was making me angry in more ways than one. I dragged her into my cabin. She was going to feel all my Rage. This little bitch was a mega hater and was just going to grow up hating on everyone and everything. The world does not need more intolerant cunts. So, I gutted her like a pig. I let her entrails fall on to my floor. Not the first time or the last. She died on my wooden floor. I fed her guts and limbs to the coyotes. I spent the next several hours cleaning up. Not the floors. No one knows where my kill shack is. The floors are permanently blood stained. I cleaned my car because I never kill impulsively. That snotty cunt had it coming though.